S.tay A.t H.ome M.om at Work

Ok , a little about me. I am new to this whole blogging thing, but I love the outlet, and being a writer at heart, versus as an occupation....this allows the best of both worlds: Meaning, I get to stay at home with my kids, and write in my free time as topics inspire. So I am a mother of five. Yes, I wrote five, no joke. In this day and age, five might seem crazy, and I admit there are times, when I wonder where all these little ones came from. I have my oldest at 8 and my youngest as 7 months, and the others fall in between. I guess when it comes down to it, I figure, I never want to regret not having a family, and as a woman, our time is so short. So by God's good Grace, and my hero husband also wanting a big family, we have five.....and one day, only God knows, perhaps there will be sixth. We are open. Now that I have mentioned my hero husband - we have been married for 11 years, mostly blissful. As any other couple will tell you, struggles come and go, but the commitment remain...

I recently got into a great discussion with my Midwife. She began to describe just how blessed and honored she felt to be the first one to greet new babies into the world, how each one is so unique, so different, that she truly felt personalities were represented through the entire pregnancy. She marveled at how distinct each child truly is, and having delivered countless babies, still was amazed at how these are really little unique people she is helping to bring into the world, not a blob of tissue as some people may think. She went on to basically argue Pro-life stances to me, to which I would nod in agreement, and express how even though this is our fifth, the whole process still holds so much wonder and amazement for us. It was a joy for me to listen to the woman who would bring our newest baby into the world, and her strong beliefs in the dignity of the unborn. It got me to thinking, just how different personalities are in a larger family, how each temperament is represented, and...

I began to watch our newest son in his effort to conquer movement across our family room floor. The scenario that ensued gave me my article as I reflected on how we must become like children to enter the gates of heaven. We are all in search of the eternal reward, and as mother, I find in my children the innocence, the determination and conquering spirit that I too must possess in my own vocation. Our little baby, how he has been bringing so much joy! He began on his tummy, pushing up with all his might with his hands, digging his tiny toes into the carpet fibers. Eyeing a toy nearby, he whimpered, as if to say, “Go and get it for me Mom”. I looked at him, and gently encouraged him to get it himself. He rolled to one side, flipped now on his back. Nope that didn’t do it. He went back to his tummy. After many attempts on his part, wiggling in all directions, flipping from tummy to back, back to tummy, rolling here, and then there…..he began to get frustrated. He looked up again at me, a...